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Twilight's Raimants In Blues

As two, hearts dance the embrace of a fire, plucking your heartstings as a lyre Distrust, lies, eclipses love's satellite true- natal loon, into a suicide hot air balloon ride! Moves aside bend of light, chooses, side, of a dark malignant side of moon ! In the twilight hour blues, where passions softly stir, emotions start to blur, turn sour, painting pleasure in the night maw to devour two In the depths of the night, a solitary light wound casts a shadows upon the heart, where darkness slowly seeps through With every stolen kiss, a crescendo of desire, a symphony of emotions that sets souls afire Strings of anticipation strum in rhythmic delight tuned to caressing secrets, where fantasies abide, nude Signs, who, hides moons of the truest kind! O a tale apart Moves side winds, breath of the dark arts, to align into hearts maligned arms folded in death to make with as a stolen kiss ignites a flame, like a symphony, our hearts fall prey to again be betwixt in the game With every stolen kiss, a crescendo of desires, hollows, a symphony of emotions that sets souls adrift from the shallows In passions dance in the shadows, at Night, where secrets cannot hide their gallows from the ghouls that preside in it's marrow In a tale ripped apart... every 'plete of your heart Strings of anticipation strum in rhythmic delight tune turns to the knife of sacrificial rite In the twilight raimant so blue, where passions fly, the jolly roger of motley fools, selling the fine line sailing the live mines Embracing the darkness' essence, a tale yet for reason harmonies of ecstasy reaching a breathtaking peak of reasoning Oh, the cadence of desire, intoxicating and divine, as crescendos rise and fall, our spirits intertwine a symphony of emotions, wild and misconstrued, leaving souls aflame, forever marked, for death do you sever apart partaking your passions dance in the shadows, at Night, where secrets cannot hide to desires lever toggle with every touch, new, every sight of slight or bruise Urban decay of a dream, dream theater of a tragedy playing looped scene In the Twilight raimant so blue With every beat of your heart Moves side winds, choose, sides, with a dark maligned tune

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